Whenever I close my eyes or try to think of something, anything …….the first image that comes to mind is — the graceful flight of egrets and their slow, perfect landing on the opposite tree.
The skies laden with dark, crowded rainy clouds, about to burst open, and a lone white egret hurrying back to its nest against this thick grey background.
The egret looks especially spectacular against this darkness. And the slow grace with which it touches down on its perch! …..long, white wings gliding, cruising along the wind……